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Flow my teares fall from your springs
Exilde for ever: Let me morne Where nights black bird hir sad infamy sings There let me live forlorne Downe vaine lights shine you no more No nights are dark enough for those That in dispaire their last fortunes deplore Light doth but shame disclose Never may my woes be relieved Since pittie is fled And teares, and sighes, and grones My wearie days My wearie days of all joyes have deprived From the highest spire of contentment My fortune is throwne And feare, and griefe, and paine For my deserts For my deserts are my hopes since hope is gone Hark you shadowes that in darknesse dwell Learn to contemne light Happy happy that in hell Feele not the worlds despite Hark you shadowes that in darknesse dwell Learn to contemne light Happy happy that in hell Feele not the worlds despite |
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The lowest trees have tops, the ant her gall
The fly her spleen, the little spark his heat The slender hairs cast shadows Through but small And bees have stings, although they be not great Seas have their source And so have shallow springs And love is love, in beggars and in kings Seas have their source And so have shallow springs And love is love, in beggars and in kings Where waters smoothest run There deepest are the fords The dial stirs, yet none perceives it move The firmest faith is found in fewest words The turtles cannot sing, and yet they love True hearts have eyes, and ears No tongues to speak They hear, and see, and sign And then they break True hearts have eyes, and ears No tongues to speak They hear, and see, and sign And then they break |
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Come again! sweet love doth now invite
Thy graces that refrain To do me due delight To see, to hear, to touch, to kiss, to die With thee again in sweetest sympathy To see, to hear, to touch, to kiss, to die With thee again in sweetest sympathy Come again! that I may cease to mourn Through thy unkind disdain For now left and forlorn I sit, I sigh, I weep, I faint, I die In deadly pain and endless misery I sit, I sigh, I weep, I faint, I die In deadly pain and endless misery All the day the sun that lends me shine By frowns doth cause me pine And feeds me with delay Her smiles, my springs That makes my joy to grow Her frowns the winter of my woe Her smiles, my springs That makes my joy to grow Her frowns the winter of my woe All the night my sleeps are full of dreams My eyes are full of streams My heart takes no delight |
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In darkness let me dwell
The ground shall sorrow be The roof despair, to bar all cheerful light from me The walls of marble black That moist'ned still shall weep My music, my music Hellish jarring sounds, to banish friendly sleep Thus, wedded to my woes And bedded to my tomb O let me living die, o let me living die Till death doth come, till death doth come Till death doth come In darkness let me dwell |
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Just a castaway
An island lost at sea Another lonely day With no one here but me More loneliness Than any man could bear Rescue me before I fall into despair I’ll send an SOS to the world I’ll send an SOS to the world I hope that someone gets my I hope that someone gets my I hope that someone gets my Message in a bottle A year has passed since I wrote my note But I should have known this right from the start Only hope can keep me together Love can mend your life But love can break your heart I’ll send an SOS to the world I’ll send an SOS to the world I hope that someone gets my I hope that someone gets my I hope that someone gets my Message in a bottle Walked out this morning Don’t believe what I saw A hundred billion bottles Washed up on the shore Seems I’m not alone at being alone A hundred billion castaways Looking for a home I’ll send an SOS to the world I’ll send an SOS to the world I hope that someone gets my I hope that someone gets my I hope that someone gets my Message in a bottle |
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